High Elves

Secret Wound

Submitted by Elloen on January 27th, 2020
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His eagle and Lady Manadhlaer had made Elloen to realize that he needed to escape the starker colours of his past no more, and so he joined Lady Himwen and her wardens on the way to the ruins that used to be his home. What secrets does the journey uncover?

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Thakalagamil

Submitted by Hravanis on October 16th, 2018
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The Thakalagamil was an armour set forged and wrought by the craftsmen of Nogrod in the early marches of the First Age. A gift and a gesture of solidarity between the Dwarves and their new Noldor allies, but certainly crafted with Hravanis in mind. It's title was somewhat of a fond joke, 'Old Woman of Steel', and one which Hravanis liked so much that the Dwarves even began using it as her name, though it was eventually shortened to 'Thakala' later.

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The Lost Legends of Rhones, Warden of the High Kings

Encountering Elveaner

Submitted by Tyelcie on January 17th, 2018
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Most definitely a Noldo, he was not the one for whom I searched. (Though at first, from some distance, I had wondered.) It was rare to encounter any of our kind out here on the edge of the ice bay. What had brought him to the frozen north?

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An entropic romance of entangled particles

Blades of Beleriand

Submitted by Alassento on September 11th, 2017
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*Alassënto wipes his brow for the fourteenth time in the hour, exerted to exhaustion. His smithing hammer striking a resounding chord "Thunk!" with every rear and descent of his arm. With an abrupt expression of joy; half a snort and half a chuckle he labors at his craft. His mind is blank, for concentration is key. His ambition cannot warrant any mistakes. "Clunk", an off key strike. He pauses... A few moments pass, the moments turning to minutes. The minutes turning to an hour. He stands there, staring, waiting.

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Blades of Beleriand

A return to duty

Submitted by Telepara on May 25th, 2016
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Diary

The 4th day of lairë, Falathlorn.

 

I have been called back to service, in the Lone Lands and as I look around at the beauty and splendour of Falathlorn, a small part of me wishes to remain and never venture beyond the beauty of these gardens - yet the greater part of me is glad for I will be with my friends and kin.

On The Road Again, but not Permanently

Submitted by Braigion on March 31st, 2016
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He passed through the somewhat familiar lands of Eregion, not afraid of the elves there as he was some months ago and better prepared for any sudden ambush. But chances that happening a second time were slim, as he followed the safe roads and having an overly affectionate mount.

One More Chance...

Submitted by Braigion on March 1st, 2016
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Braigion stared at the reflection of himself in the water, mouthing and quietly whispering words. Whatever happened during the time where his memory is blank, it probably contributed to the fact he had improved lot in understanding people and even speaking their language.

Lamaenon was a good communicator, the Avar gave the ellon credit for that…and his impeccable timing. That was twice now the silver-head came right when the situation was dire; unless he accounted saving Eltawĭnā from the undead.

Avari Does Not Fall for Cute.

Submitted by Braigion on February 5th, 2016
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((This is just for humor. I remember I think hearing Gileryn mention that everyone falls for his 'elfling innocence'...I suppose this is an exaggeration of how Braigion is towards it: very resistant, heh. Please ignore the floating head ._.))

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Elenath Amrûn Adûn
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